Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. He had only been prevented, indeed, by a fear of Mrs. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. " And seizing her by the hair, he pulled back her head, and drew the knife with all his force across her throat. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored.
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